Song lyrics Throes Of Rejection by Pantera

This is feeding what I am.

It's like salt poured into a deep, infected wound.
It's the type of pain you really dig and long for.
I've always been insecure to open up and show love.
Some pretty girl with Long hair
Some bald guy writhing.

Rejection
The kind that's self induced.
Rejection
The tongue that's bitten through.
Rejection
The nauseating stab.
Rejection
Is feeding what I am.
A short fuse.

If there really is a god
Then it's punishing me constantly.
She let me taste that sugarhole and of course,
I wanted More.
But no. I'm reduced to a Rohypnol
Snort and a lot of drinks.
This shit goes on and on.
Just look down my pants.

Rejection
It ain't a fucking game.
Rejection
My human dick to blame.
Rejection
A sociopathic plan.
Rejection
Is feeding what I am.
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Rejection
Takes life away from eyes.
Rejection
Will give you to the skies.
Rejection
It makes me more than a man.
Rejection
Is drowning what I am.